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I cannot understand why Fu Zhifeng did not kill me.
If my previous thoughts are correct, then killing me in front of Nie Qiuyuan should have been a significant thrill for him.
At that moment, we were completely unguarded against him. If he had wanted to, there would have been countless opportunities to kill me without raising any suspicion. Yet, he did not do so; not only did he refrain from it, but he also saved my life more than once.
When the Vermilion Bird attacked us, if he hadn't pulled me out of harm's way in time, I would have been in grave danger. Moreover, when the Mirror Gate launched their attack, both Nie Qiuyuan and Luo Dachun went to confront them, leaving only him with me. Not only did he not take advantage of the situation to harm me, but he also gave me an antidote when the poisonous mist came.
I do not believe that if it were Rong Fu, his feelings for me would be anything but malicious. So why did he not kill me when he had such a perfect opportunity? After spending this time together, he must understand how devastating my death would be for Qiu. Wouldn't he want to see Qiu in unbearable pain?
Whenever I think about this, I can't help but resent my Qiu. It's not fair! After I die, you can still come looking for me; will we even have a chance in the future? But why am I the one who is not dead while being left alone in this strange Tang Dynasty?
Have you forgotten your promise to me? If you really die, won't we have no chance at all? You promised me that you would absolutely not die before finding that method!
So at that moment, it should have been my life that was sacrificed, right?
However, my Qiu is not only a person of deep feelings but also a kind-hearted one. If Ren Pingsheng carries the Ghost Fire Five Poisons Curse within him, then it concerns not just me but also the Common People. I believe that could also serve as a reason for his sacrifice.
No, I cannot think like that! He promised me he wouldn't deceive me; I believe in him. He will definitely return to my side.
And I promised him that I would wait for him for a lifetime.
I shared my suspicions with Luo Dachun. After hearing them, he was momentarily taken aback. However, upon reflection, he found my reasoning quite plausible.
Thus, Luo Dachun dispatched the strongest group from Snowfall Villa to set up observation points near Medicine King Pavilion to secretly monitor its every move. Fu Zhifeng's activities at Medicine King Pavilion seemed no different from usual; there were no suspicious signs at all. However, we believe that if we keep watching, we will surely discover something.
Perhaps the sudden disappearance of such a massive organization as Mirror Gate is somehow related to the numerous branches of Medicine King Pavilion spread across the land.
When everything is neither changing nor conclusive, perhaps the best choice is to bury oneself in tasks that fill the time, preventing unnecessary thoughts from wandering.
After the first month of the new year, everything returned to normal, and the Dali Temple became busy again. I had just wrapped up two tricky cases for the Jade Balance Bureau and went to report to Bai Qianfan, hoping to enjoy some tea. However, upon arrival, I found them discussing a murder case.
Last night, a body was discovered near the West Market. The victim had been stabbed to death, and his belongings were in disarray; all his possessions had been stolen. The Constables acted quickly, canvassing the area and identifying the deceased as Master Zhu, a peasant from the western outskirts of the city.
When I heard Captain Hu read the report stating, "Master Zhu had been to the West Market, possibly for business, and had money on him; this appears to be a robbery gone wrong," I couldn't help but slam my hand on the table and shout, "Nonsense!"
Bai Qianfan set down his teacup and looked at me with an expression of mild amusement, while the Constables jumped in surprise. Who in Yongzhou Prefecture didn't know me? They were aware of my prowess in solving cases and my reputation for being tough.
At this point, I thought, why should I bother acting like a lady when my idol isn't around?
"There are so many wealthy people at West Market. Would you rob a shabby peasant like him? And right there in the bustling West Market? If a thief could rob someone without being noticed there, they wouldn't need to be a thief at all. You still consider yourselves Constables? If you were tasked with robbing someone, you wouldn't even succeed!"
Captain Hu nodded vigorously in agreement, his eyes showing no sign of defiance. Although they feared me, I had also guided them through numerous challenges using modern scientific knowledge, leaving them dumbfounded. Even if someone has a bad temper, they must acknowledge those with real ability in their hearts. So while they were afraid of me, they still respected me.
"Please enlighten us, Lord Ye!" The Constables bowed respectfully, prompting a gentle smile from Bai Qianfan.
"Is it necessary? The victim shouldn't have been at West Market in the first place, right? So investigate! Find out why he was there! Check his village; draw a radius around West Market... Search within six miles of where the body was found and trace his movements. List all relevant activities within twelve hours—every detail—and examine them one by one; there will be discoveries."
Gathering as much information as possible in chronological order and objectively recording the victim's last four hours of activity—including routes taken and all interactions—was crucial for solving the case. Did I really need to explain its significance?
During our investigation, we not only needed to outline the victim's final activities but also compile them into tables. This was essential for understanding the relationship between the victim and the scene as well as between the victim and the murderer and other related events.
However, ancient investigative methods were limited due to underdeveloped technology. Thus, gathering intelligence required more effort. They lacked modern communication tools like mobile phones or video surveillance systems to rely on; therefore, clarifying movement trails was not an easy task and heavily depended on witness testimony.
“Lord Bai, since I have nothing to do today, I might as well take them to gather evidence,” I said, not out of kindness, but mainly because I didn’t want to be idle.
Bai Qianfan smiled and thanked me; he was certainly glad to have some leisure time. The Constables around us silently shivered, but none dared to speak up. Was I really that terrifying?
I didn’t care whether they were afraid of me or not; I simply led them out the door. Without some trials and tribulations, how could the Constables of Yongzhou Prefecture properly protect the people of the capital? How could they live up to my husband, who sacrificed his life for the safety of the citizens?
I took them to the scene where the body was discovered, assessed the surroundings, and gave them some instructions before sending half of them out to investigate. With the remaining Constables, I led them to the village where the Victim lived, asking questions as we went.
If my intuition was correct, this was likely a case of silencing someone. The Victim might have had information or items that posed a threat to someone else, which is why they were killed in such a brutal manner. Of course, it was also possible that nothing was carried on him; in that case, a thorough search of his home might just solve the case.
So, I asked an elderly woman in the village about Master Zhu’s residence and learned where he lived. I decided to take advantage of the Constables being occupied with gathering testimonies and searched Master Zhu’s house first.
Master Zhu was a widower, and with his death, no one else lived there. The doors were locked tight. I took out my lock-picking tools and within half a second had the lock open. It didn’t take much thought to realize who had taught me this skill; how could such locks possibly stand against me?
The inside of the house was a complete mess and quite poor—clearly the dwelling of an old bachelor. I sneered in disdain and prepared to begin my search. Just then, I suddenly felt alert; someone had crossed into my awareness.
Ever since my martial arts skills improved, my senses had become exceptionally sharp. The person approaching wasn’t ordinary either; they were skilled in martial arts as well, but not on my level—that was my judgment of the newcomer.
So, did they truly come here because they hadn’t found what they were looking for?
Today I was dressed as a woman; if I didn’t speak or act, from appearances alone, I looked quite delicate and lovable. That’s why “Killer God” had a “Peach Blossom” added before it.
The newcomer likely mistook me for someone related to Master Zhu and intended to extract clues from me. Suddenly appearing with a blade drawn, they lunged at me from behind.
The assailant was dressed in black with their face covered, wielding a dagger that quickly closed in on me. I couldn’t help but smirk inwardly and thought, “After searching high and low without success, here it is without any effort—this case is about to be solved!”
My short sword, Cai You, instantly unsheathed, and with a swift motion, I deflected my opponent's dagger with a sharp clang.
My swordsmanship was personally taught by Luo Dachun, the essence of the Snowfall Villa's blade techniques. Although he wielded a knife, it was also extremely short and thin; I believed the only difference between it and my short sword was that one was single-edged while the other was double-edged. A double-edged sword allows for more varied techniques, and Luo Dachun had specifically designed many for me. In my spare time, I would often think of ways to improve them. So how could this ordinary Thief possibly be my match?
The Thief was taken aback, retreating with a backward leap. After hesitating for a moment, it was clear he intended to flee. I thought to myself that he seemed to have some sense, but he probably wouldn’t escape today. I quickly moved to the doorway, blocking his escape route.
The feeling of overpowering my opponent was exhilarating; I won't deny that sometimes fighting is all about this thrill. It allowed me to successfully vent the frustrations in my heart.
But just then, a faint sweet fragrance wafted into my nose.
In my heart, I silently cursed, "Not good." This scent was undoubtedly from a drug, and not just any drug—this was high-quality sedative, far from ordinary! I hadn’t expected this guy to carry such an advanced drug; it seemed I had underestimated him!
However, I had undergone anti-sedative drills at Snowfall Villa more than a hundred times.
I quickly held my breath and used True Qi to guard my vital points. Then I took out a mask, sprinkled it with detoxifying powder, and put it on my face.
Theoretically, with sufficient practice in breath-holding combined with Snowfall Villa's specially formulated powder, dealing with an ordinary sedative should be a piece of cake. Yet this time, something felt strange.
After doing all this, I still felt an overwhelming surprise as the sedative seeped into my body. It seemed to bypass my respiratory system entirely and instead infiltrated through my skin, causing my muscles to gradually weaken.
"How could I fall for such a lowly thief's scheme?" After resisting for two minutes, I lamented in my heart before everything went dark and I lost consciousness.
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